Page 52 of The Hand That Holds Me
“Your pussy is so wet for me, baby.”
“I need you Lucas” I panted as I lifted my leg and hooked it over his hip, opening myself up to him. I reached down and slide my panties to the side as he pulled his hard cock out and gently began to coat himself with my moisture.
I needed him and began to move my hips, hoping to get him to push inside of me. He rolled me flat on my back and removed my panties before crawling back up my body and sliding into me with a gentle push. He was so thick and long that it was almost painful when he entered me but I knew the pleasure would outweigh any discomfort I had.
He rocked against each other in a slow dance, our hips meeting as he ground himself against my clit, causing my impending orgasm to grow closer to the surface. The delicate way he made love to me, his gentle caress and the feeling of love surrounding us was too much for me as I felt the tingles spread out and my orgasm crashed into me like a wave, getting stronger and stronger with each thrust of his hips.
“Your pussy feels amazing, baby. Squeeze my cock, Maddie. Come for me.” He panted as he picked up his pace and began to thrust harder into me, forcing me up the bed with each push of his hips. He buried his face into my neck as he groaned out his release, our pleasure melding us into one being.
We lay in bed, tangled in each-other’s arms and all to soon it was time for us to start getting ready to meet Jason. Our lovemaking had relaxed me and I know with Lucas by my side today, I could face whatever came my way.
Nervous energy had overtaken me as we walked through the park toward the meeting with my father. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I think that I would ever want to meet him. I had carried a grudge against him for so many years and was deeply afraid he would reject me again. As we moved through the park toward the center, I began to worry more and more, causing Lucas to stop me with a tug of his hand.
He spun me around into his strong arms as he kissed me with a passion reserved for the movies. I felt myself dipped backwards and his strong lips smash against mine, his tongue forcing my lips apart so he could make love my mouth. That is the only way to describe the way he was kissing me. A deep, intense forging of souls, causing a calm to wash over me, my body becoming pliant in his arms.
As he pulled away and righted me onto my feet I was only able to mutter a single word at the display of love he had given me. “Wow!”
“Feel better? You seemed a little out of it and I wanted to calm you down a bit.” He smirked at me.
I gently touched my hand to my lips, the tingling sensation strong, sending pulses to my core. I shook my head and he took my hand back in his as we continued on our walk toward my past and my future. I found myself smiling as we began to approach the shaded benches.
As we sat down, I allowed myself to look around the park, taking in the Ferris wheel spinning high above the park, fountain in the shape of the Olympic rings and all the tourists’ attractions that make this a fun, yet peaceful place to visit and spend time. Being the middle of the week, there were very few people moving around the park, giving us some privacy.
I was lost in thought when I felt Lucas’s grip tighten slightly, causing me to look up and see Jason walking down the path toward us. He was dressed in a pair of khaki pants and a soft blue polo shirt and even though he had aged since I had seen him last, I recognized him as the man who I‘d feared and hated my entire life. The man whose eyes looked exactly like mine. I forced myself to stand but couldn’t will my feet to move.
Jason walked up and stood a few feet from us, tears falling down his face as he looked at me in awe. Neither one of us spoke a word as we just stared at each other, not knowing if we should embrace or not. Lucas broke the ice by reaching out and shaking Jason’s hand, effectively breaking the spell.
“Its good to see you Jason. Please allow me to introduce you to your daughter. Jason this is Maddie. Maddie, this is your father Jason.
“Its so good to see you again Maddie. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I know this whole thing has been confusing and upsetting for you but I would like the chance to share a few things with you. Hopefully it can clear up some of the confusion about the past and give us a path to build some kind of future.”
Lucas and I sat down, his hand in mine, giving me strength to not run away or lash out. I was working on faith right now. Faith in Lucas. Faith in my mother. The one thing my mother wanted for me was to give my father a chance. Everything in me wanted to yell at him, to demand he explain how he could hurt my mom so badly, how he could let her die alone. Instead I gripped Lucas’s hand tighter and settled in for what guaranteed to be the hardest conversation I would experience in my life.
Jason sat on the bench next to me his hands crossed in front of him, his posture letting me know he was affected by this meeting as I was. He kept staring at me but hadn’t spoke since we sat down. The silence of us, surrounded by a city full of people, was telling of the magnitude of pain we both carried inside.
Lucas spoke first, trying to ease the conversation, without pushing too hard. “I know this is difficult for both of you but you have to say something. Jason why don’t you start.”
He nodded his head and began to speak. “I met your mom when she was seventeen years old and it was love at first site. It sounds cliché but I fell in love with her before we ever spoke a word to each other. There was something about her that caused her to shine. I can see so much of her in you.”
He cleared his throat, trying to continue but failed as he put his head in his hands and silently sobbed for the memory of her. I let the tears fall as Lucas slipped his arm around me and hugged me to his body, giving me warmth and the strength to not break down. My mother created a light around her that people wanted to be a part of. Her laugh was infectious and her beauty was unrivaled. She gave freely of herself to others and I had tried my whole life to follow in her footsteps.
“I’m sorry. Its hard for me to talk about her.” He paused looking at me before continuing. “I loved your mom with my entire being. We dated throughout college. She started a sophomore, just like you did. She was an overachiever and was destined for amazing things. I was the guy from New York who started college at twenty and struggled through most of my classes. After graduation I was supposed to go back home to help with my father’s company. I was always destined to take over the family business, but it wasn’t something I wanted to do. Back then it was Merrick Media and we ran fiber optic lines up and down the eastern United States. My father was making shady deals to get into certain states and some of the larger cities in other states. The competition of fierce and he was trying to make his money as fast as he could before the market was saturated. I never understood where the capital came from for such a sudden and gigantic move. We were local and suddenly we were running lines nationally.”
I felt my heartrate pick up. I remember Aunt Lisa telling me about mom’s trip to New York and I was fearing where this conversation was headed.
“I convinced my father to let me open an office in Atlanta to expedite shipping of goods and allowing us a strong position in the Southern States. Things were going great for about a year when I started getting letters and phone calls, all saying that my father had pissed off the wrong people. I flew home to find out what was going on when I walked in on my uncle getting beaten in my father’s office by a couple of goons.”
I gasped and covered my mouth, trying to absorb what he was saying. “Are you saying Mafia?” I whispered almost like they were standing behind me listening to what we were talking about.
“That’s what I thought at first but it turns out he borrowed money from a loan shark who was looking for the money they were owed. My stupid father thought they wouldn’t come after a man of stature in the community. He was right, they came after his family and associates. When I walked in on the assault of my uncle, I knew Sara was in danger. I wasn’t worried about me but I refused to let anything happen to her. We weren’t known in Atlanta. The money my family had, didn’t factor into our lives. Your mother worked for a publishing house before she got pregnant with you. Did you know that?”
“I didn’t know that. She always loved her job at the library.” I smiled at the memory of her walking through the rows of books, putting each on in its proper place, holding my hand as I watched her in wonder.
How could anyone know where all those books belonged?
“I always thought she would have made an amazing author. She could weave a story of wonder and magic that transported you into her mind. When we were first starting out, we would sit out in the back yard and look up at the stars, her painting a picture with her words of far away worlds and a life of adventure.”
“When I got back to home from my fathers’, she surprised me with the most wonderful news. She was pregnant with you. My heart overflowed with joy and broke into a million pieces at the same time, because I was going to have to leave her to protect her. To protect you both. Just by being with me, you were in danger. I feared my father would try and weasel out of his agreed upon payments and they would come for the two of you as a warning. Instead, I flew home once a month to make the payment to them and came back to Sara. The day you were born was the happiest day of my life. The love of my life had given me a perfect little girl.” He smiled at me and I reached out and placed my hand on his knee, a look of shock on his face.
